Luyện nghe bài hát All Star Chuck Taylors

One thing I is virgin suicide
Shere Khan is that the wind cries
The way I is like a bomb threat
if you don't have my doe
i'm a blow fa
You better have heat when you hang this villian
meaning that its cold I'm chillin
Catch the
Slipped down on a banana
I seen them dead on the floor the blood's skeated to the

I was like yo how happen?
Chuck down gotta keep on rapin
The one bullet, the right at the right time
can turn a hell of a wave into a flat
my style don't no blood
it pump weed and gasoline, Nicky
man can twist yo spleen
tell that to the freaky them jeans, know what I
It's kind of ironic, make a phone call for the
And let my tigers hold the gin and
man i curse so much in
but I do what the rap ask me
Have heart, have
have heart if you dont have bite the punk ear in the

no love or passionate, blow weed in the of the badest chick
yet spin a cd, I try not to get sleepy
on the grind when it's creepy, street wanna teach me
makin money for me bustin in the tee pee
My All Star Taylors, they lace like the mayor
street ball court
rapinfied rhyme
you be Nicky man no favor, real poppa
I like Jimmy Hopper
reappear on
pants in the heavy to increase her

t shirts the vestes feature
miesha check it its the god of
Chuck Taylor down the Ramidan
feeling,
slip up and down like the peelin,
you got a homie what you dealin
man the bathroom
with the blunt wrapped in it
Its like Popeye with his
run around like you playing
and you aint finished
international keep the party crackin like its
the got it poppin like a fashion show
a move with me birdy baby, grab the dough,
like a
i got a like a blind jacker
put a whole new six
at pole with the lock jaw
in the kitchen with the raw
you remind me of and do do stains,
man its the shitty dope
dirty catapilla
weed collide like the sun and the
and I'm still trippin of room with the blood on the ceiling
ya feelin'
my chuck got me creepin
and rap
through and leave you stunned
and in
and my heart on the block like the lost glock
in the of wood man u did what you could
with the little you got are you or hot
put it down the plot, and got knocked
and went to naked in ya shoes and socks
left it up to ya woman man to move ya
and the freak turned the into a hot box
Chuck All Stars and hard stars
my way to the bar and there you are
Catch ya

Hey sister give me some of shoes